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December 27, 2011
Setting forth with my list in hand I managed to accomplish something. Well only a few tasks. But I surged on so that my little list on it's fragile list became alot more managable.
However the work is still there and I when I rest, even for a bit, I can not even imagine getting up again and moving.
The feeling of something crawling in my ear. If something is alive in thee I wish it would hurry out.
Or settle there and whisper guidance.
Either way.
I wish I could sleep. But that's out the question apprently now aswell.